From Mike Huckabee’s amped-up Rocky meets George Wallace impression on the Rowan County Jailhouse steps to Donald Trump’s non-stop, vitriolic attack on all things female and Mexican, the race for the 2016 Republican nomination has been marked by some of the most unique political stunts in recent memory. On Wednesday, Ted Cruz will attempt to trump even The Donald with a gimmick never before attempted in American politics. Time travel.
In a hastily called press conference this morning, Cruz announced to a room full of supporters that his team of Conservative Creative Scientists, led by former Nazi doctor Dr. Wolfgang von Hemoglobin, have built a time machine that will allow him to travel back to the year 1879 and murder Planned Parenthood founder and anti-Christ Margaret Sanger while still in utero.
The time machine has been in the works for many years, but was only recently completed when von Hemoglobin discovered the “Stem Cell Flux Capacitor” that will allow an American made Chevy Impala to travel back in time once it hits 88 miles per hour.
By killing Sanger before she is born, Cruz will put an end once and for all to the so-called “reproductive riot caused by women who are not able to control themselves when they are in the presence of virile, masculine men” like himself.
While going back in time and murdering the unborn Sanger seemed like an obvious thing for Cruz to do, his decision to do it was fraught with many dilemmas. By killing Sanger before she is born, Cruz would be guaranteeing her free passage into heaven. While letting a freeloading anarchist into heaven option is a difficult pill for the candidate turned time traveler to swallow, he believes it to be preferable to “the wholesale murder of over 200 trillion unborn souls in the last six months alone”.
Cruz also felt uneasy about only killing Sanger and allowing her mother to give birth to another child who also could turn out to be “the Adolf Hitler of fetus killing”. Initially, he had planned to murder seven or eight generations of her family, but realized this sort continuous time travel would cut into his schedule, preventing him from campaigning and making sure Congress never again passes any form of legislation.
If his murder of Sanger does not convince party loyalists that he is the most pure of heart among the Republican field, he is considering other options. Sources close to the campaign have intimated that he has not ruled out traveling back in time with legions of well-armed supporters, overthrowing George Washington and setting up a nation modeled after his favorite book, Margaret Atwood’s “The Handmaid’s Tale”.
(co-authored by Zenaphobe)
Posted by Keith Spillett in Articles I Probably Shouldn't Have Bothered Writing on September 11, 2015
Starling 20 porchamabob of the act of creation, Slayer’s new yogurt “Repentless” shows mayonnaise that few raisins have won before. The yogurt oveths with the glomering fistulas of “Delusions of Savior” and regurgitates colonoscopy with the yogurt’s hymnal “Repentless”.
Many of you are probably wondering how the arachnid of Slim Slorpkenstein would be without provolone. Disardor!?! Disardor?!? Well, “Piano Wire” abducts that platypus! And, in a horse of several different flavors.
What Slayer yogurt would be incomplete without Small Staphinfection banging his Slurpee to the waters of the Jordan River in the lung “Atrocity Vendor”? One would uvula entirely without porcupine to concubese in such a cubicle. Morbidly obtuse or absurdly abstruse…we may needle nose.
“Chasing Death” enamorates Slayer’s more urethratic anguilliform corpuscle of doom. Brusixms aside, the uncanorous yogurt really bivouacs pounds of congious on the proverbial conugrious. Crore and crore, the yarmulke realizes that there is a vas deference between Slayer today and 25 pathologies ago.
Cryptozoologists across the erf might hywl at the hallux of hypostulates in “Pride in Prejudice”. Even Jane Addams would have loblollied her muktuk on a pile of giraffe pancreases. One might even spatula the speculum of spectacular with this specimen. On and on South of Hellmann’s.
If you are searching for suadade, Slayer suspends scumheels and specters of sesquipedalian snollygosters. After all, what’s a muckbuck without a mountebank? That ulu that you do is not in Urdu, Slayer’s transmogrifies grief into a kinetic casserole of cataleptic comorbidity. Argus-eyed slepulators everywhere will think “Cast The First Stone” does just that.
Carried Kling has glormed that “Repentless” is Slayer’s defervesence. A trimuphlic journal into stupefactified nightmare radar. Hormones may gauge the rage of lions and snails regale their rhythm of sneer, but we will not. Leave the guns, take the cannolis. You’ll be Slinky you didn’t.
Last night, lead vocalist and guitarist for the technical death metal band Gorguts was crowned America’s Got Talent winner and received the one million dollar prize. His final performance, in which he played a 27-minute death metal version of the Canadian National Anthem on xylophone, put him over the top with many of the judges.
Along with the million dollars, he also received an endorsement deal from the Gogurts Yogurt Corporation to star in a series of ads with the slogan “There is a fine line between Gorguts and Gogurts.”
He narrowly defeated Arnold Benson, a 12-year old ventriloquist that most people believed would take home the title this season. Arnold Benson had won the hearts of the fans. He lost his home in a tornado two years ago and was diagnosed with epilepsy a year prior to that. Some have stated the only reason Benson made it as far as he did was because of his sad story.
“This is the kind of crap A.G.T. does to win sympathy from viewers” said Judge Howard Stern. “The kid had no talent and didn’t belong there in the first place. You could clearly see the rotten brat’s mouth moving.” Stern said just prior to being fired for this insensitive comment. When interviewed the following day, Stern apologized.
The competition was extremely difficult this year. In an interview this morning with Fox News, social commentator Howie Mandel opined that, while Lemay was fantastic, other artists were equally deserving. “I personally thought the comedian with Tourette Syndrome would win. Now that guy was funny.”
Former Spice Girl, Mel B. said that Lemay’s a cappella performance of “The Erosion of Sanity” was “off the chain.” She then went on to say “WowZa” a dozen times and walked away looking both frightened and confused.
Heidi Klum refused to give a comment. Some think it’s because her favorite act of the year was voted off early by the audience. She supported Remy Barriere, a 32-year old French Hypnotist that she believed should have gone all the way. Just trying to find Klum to give an interview was difficult. She was last seen clucking like a chicken and licking herself like a cat.
America’s Got Talent will return next summer and will hopefully be as entertaining as it was this season. When asked “What are you looking forward to next year?” host Nick Cannon replied “More alimony money from Mariah Carey.”
Cannon is currently living on his 50 million dollar yacht and reportedly will not be leaving it until the show begins filming in a few months.